Don’t Mess with Shennong

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With regard to this sword, Wang Ping'an had long expected that with his strength in the condensing period, plus cheat-type memory fragment recovery, the comprehensive strength would have already exceeded the practitioners in the same realm.

The practitioners of the same realm have no secrets in front of him.

What kind of minibus like a dark arrow hurts people can't escape his magic eyes.

Taomu Xiaojian instantly stabbed in front of Wang Ping'an. If he stabbed, his belly would definitely be a big hole in the hole, and his body would be destroyed.

Even if he doesn't die, his life will be useless.

Wang Ping's right hand suddenly appeared in front of his lower abdomen, just like the farmer who stood by and waited for the rabbit to wait for this little sword.

"It's almost death!" Elder Ge flashed a bit of pride in his eyes. Seeing Wang Ping's performance, he felt the sword stabilized.

With an empty-handed device, Elder Ge felt that even Maoshan ’s previous generation could not do it.

However, Wang Ping's right hand suddenly flashed a golden light, and the flesh palm instantly turned into metal.

Zizizi.

A piercing rubbing sound, the mahogany sword in his hand, Mars splashing, swimming like a fish, but after all, he did not break free, and was firmly held in the palm of Wang Ping'an.

Steady, hold very steady.

"Is the Maoshan pie rich in peachwood swords? The last peachwood sword that fell on me by the elder Maoshan was put on by my car beads, not to mention that the effect was really good. My eldest niece wore it on my body and did not have nightmares at night. "

Wang Ping'an said with care, turning over his hands and putting the small peach sword that had been struggling into the system warehouse.

This hand instantly looked at the few old rivers and lakes who were ignorant.

"Sleeve, in the sleeve? Hasn't this technique been lost for thousands of years?" Uncle Gu Jia rubbed his eyes and exclaimed.

"This kid, did he take away Elder Ge's magic weapon? Or did he pick it up empty-handedly with a white blade." Gu Family Sanya shouted in shock.

The second grandfather of Gu's family was so scared that his calves turned up. What is the origin of this young man? Is it really a descendant of the medicine Wanggu? With this technique in his hand sleeve, what kind of Maoshan did Gu's family still dare to hug Wang Ping's thigh directly?

Elder Ge has been ignorant as a party.

Sweaty rain, crazy to mobilize the soul power of the whole body, want to recall his magic weapon.

However, the peach-wood sword he had cultivated for decades, like the mud sinking into the sea, did not respond at all.

The peach wood sword disappeared.

Completely lost the sense.

Elder Ge panicked and scared, and finally knew Wang Ping's horror.

This is not a normal person at all, don't follow the routine.

At a young age, how did this fearful cultivation come from?

The thousand-year-old Maoshan school has never been passed down. Every generation of disciples, with the power of the whole school, can only cultivate one or two super geniuses. They are regarded as treasures by the martial arts. They will never refuse before the wings are full. Make public appearances easily.

These two geniuses can often easily cross the ranks to fight. Everyone has their own tricks, but in the battle, they can reverse the world and lock the victory.

The super genius he had seen in this generation was indeed terrible, but at most he could only tie him. Within a hundred strokes, he would never easily win.

What an inhuman presence like Wang Ping's, a victory is locked in one move.

Missing Taomu Sword, how can I fight below?

Did you pick up the bricks and throw them?

Or pick a beer bottle?

Impossible, he can't afford to lose such a person.

"Wang Ping'an, give me back my peach wood sword!" Elder Ge extended his trembling right hand and said in a low voice.

"Don't give it! Why do you want to pay for something that you want to grab?" Wang Pingping replied straightforwardly.

"The peach wood sword returns me, I leave immediately, the matter of marriage, just stop here."

"Want to be beautiful, just leave now, did I say let you go?" Wang Ping's figure flickered with a series of afterimages in front of Elder Ge, and slapped it.

Elder Ge's speed was not slow either. He hurried back and slammed into the back wall. The whole wall was cracked.

"Stop it, don't deceive people too much, is my Maoshan so annoying?"

"You have attacked me, and it makes sense? The sneak attack doesn't make you want to go. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world. Old man, accept the blast."

Wang Ping'an said, his fists and feet were like wind, bang, bang, with a series of phantoms produced by high-speed movement, surrounding Elder Ge.

Obviously singled out, but played the effect of group fights.

Wang Ping'an alone, beat Elder Ge.

Because of the phantom he produced, there were more than a dozen figures surrounded by Elder Ge, which was too tragic.

After dozens of seconds, Elder Ge ’s amulet burst, the protection jade wear shattered, and a specially-made robe turned into fragments. The screams from time to time made people feel pitiful.

Grandpa Gu's head shook his head, and he couldn't see whether it was mercy, or gloating: "Gee, this kid doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young. Elder Ge is 70 years old this year. Such old people are beaten up It's so miserable, if we make mistakes in the future, wouldn't it be the same? Think about it, feel the same, and want to cry a little. "

"If you want to fight, you are also beaten, because he is your future grandson-in-law, but not ours." Gu Jiaer shrunk his neck, and his mood was clear.

Uncle Gu's throat cleared: "Cough, don't stop talking and talking coldly, Wang Ping'an has been fighting for so long, don't make a life of death. In any case, Elder Ge is also a guest we invite, if there are three shorts and two shorts at Gu , We also ca n’t get rid of the relationship. Or, should we step forward to persuade? "

The three of them sum up and decide to go forward and persuade them.

"Don't fight, you don't want to fight Wang Ping'an, just stop your hand, and you will be killed if you fight again. Everyone admits wrong, so just spare him this time."

"Okay, give you three faces, I stop my hand." Wang Ping, as he did, immediately stopped his hand and only kicked.

"Ah, my leg is broken, and my ribs are also broken. This kid is not a person, dare to insult me ​​Maoshan, I remember this hatred." Since Wang Ping's frequency of beating was lowered, Elder Ge was finally able to scream,

"Just remember it, it's not the first time that the elders of Maoshan are playing," Wang Pingping replied calmly.

On the other side, the three old men of Gu's family, with a bitter face on them, continued to persuade them: "Stop your hand, stop your foot, and hitting again will really kill you."

"Okay, just give you a little face. And, I just got tired." Wang Ping gasped and stopped the beating.

"..." Gu Family San Lao looked at each other, is this to give yourself a face?

Just give yourself a face, as long as you no longer beat Elder Ge.

The three of them squatted down on the ground, trying to lift Elder Ge, but when they looked closely, their hearts shook.

Elder Ge on the ground has a swollen nose and blue face, and he does not know how many bones he has broken.

An immortal face is so swollen that it is not humanoid.

Fortunately, one's cultivation practice is still there, and the ability to fight and beat is far beyond ordinary people, otherwise Wang Ping's fist will pick up and die long ago.

After all, Wang Pingping is able to smash boulders with just one punch.